I almost had a heart attack this morning at breakfast when my husband told me I had a rash on my chest and face. I looked in the mirror and sure enough. Bright red. I said we'd better not go up to the cabin as we planned and I needed to see my doctor. I'd had a flu shot and pneumonia shot, and wondered if that could be the cause. I was so disappointed and frightened. Then he touched it, and it rubbed off! Somehow, I'd gotten V8 juice splattered on myself. I don't remember spilling anything, or some dramatic movement of the bottle or glasses, but I'd managed to splash myself somehow. I rubbed it off with a dish towel, and when I later went upstairs I discovered my skin in those places looked yellow, like I had jauntice. I got a little jolt of fear, then scrubbed with soap and water and the yellow came off on the washcloth. I guess there is a lot of beta caratine in V8.
I'm sure nothing the rest of the day will be quite as exciting. At least I hope not. So we are going to the cabin to winterize it and do mountains of laundry left undone from the family reunion. But it will be beautiful, and we can sit on the deck and watch birds and stare at the lake. Now if only the canoe is still on it's anchor on the lake and we can get the sucker up our hill.
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